{"version":"1.0","type":"rich","provider_name":"Bj\u00f6rk.fr \u2013 Site francophone d\u00e9di\u00e9 \u00e0 Bj\u00f6rk : musique, clips et actualit\u00e9s","provider_url":"https:\/\/www.bjork.fr","title":"The New Yorker","author_name":"","width":"480","height":"315","url":"http:\/\/www.bjork.fr\/The-New-Yorker-2003","html":"\u003Ch4 class='title'\u003E\u003Ca href='http:\/\/www.bjork.fr\/The-New-Yorker-2003'\u003EThe New Yorker\u003C\/a\u003E\u003C\/h4\u003E\u003Cblockquote class='spip'\u003E\n\u003Cp\u003EThe thirty-seven-year-old singer and songwriter Bj\u00f6rk titled her fourth solo CD, released in 2001, “Vespertine”—a word used to describe things that flower or flourish in the evening—and, listening to the album, you can almost smell the associations : the heady but ethereal perfume of night blossoms ; the dripping wax of candles lit for vespers ; the drugs burning as the telephone rings, the answering machine set to mute. Bj\u00f6rk conjures up colder references, too : in particular, the image of (\u2026)\u003C\/p\u003E\n\u003C\/blockquote\u003E\n"}